Darkness shrouded the dark purple room.

The room was stacked with magic books of different types and thicknesses.

In the center of the room, there is a dignified and elegant desk.

The table is even adorned with the special logo of the Royal Academy of Magic.

Standing at the desk was a woman in a soft fox fur cape.

From time to time, she tidied up the stacks of books around the room, carefully trimming the delicate little potted plants placed on the tables and balconies.

While humming a light tune and a satisfied smile on his face, he admired his masterpiece and looked very satisfied and happy.

"Hum Hum Hum ~"

Indeed, today will be the happiest day for Hernie.

Because she finally welcomed the return of Professor Victor.

If all the previous ones were just speculations about Victor's return.

Then when he stepped under the magic tower and touched the magic tower, all conjectures became reality.

This magic tower was all carefully built by Hernie according to the mage tower of the academy.

In addition to the appearance of the Mage Tower, she has made some minor changes.

She even gave this magic tower the same unique spatial characteristics as the Mage Tower.

This was nothing more than a breeze for Hernie, and it was only necessary to master the working runes within the Mage Tower.

As for the identity verification process, Hernie needs the help of Saffhiroth to complete it.

She knew that Sephiroth was a transhuman created by the Rayser family, possessing the family's top magical technology.

In short, Sapphiroth has a vast database of information.

As long as someone is recorded in her database, she will always remember and recognize them accurately.

Even if it's two people who look the same, she can easily tell the difference.

Therefore, the moment Victor appeared under the magic tower and reached out to touch the magic tower.

Sephiroth's database reacted immediately, automatically looking through all the information about Victor and quickly comparing it.

"Professor, he should be there soon."

Just as Hernie was thinking, a light landed in the dark room.

Sephiroth wore a loose, pale robe with its long tail dangling over the floor of the room.

After the teleportation, she slowly raised her head, and her deep green snake eyes seemed to vibrate slightly.

She was silent behind Hernie, who didn't look back.

The elegant singing still echoed through the room, and she carefully stacked the magic books in her hand in the designated corner.

Sephiroth watched as Herney expertly arranged the decoration of the room, and her voice sounded mechanically.

"There are two people outside the magic tower, do you want to let them in together?"

Sephiroth's words made Hernie's fingers paused slightly as she sorted out the books, and replied without looking back:

"Let Letterton take care of it, they'll be self-aware."

"By the way, what about the professor?"

She put down the book she was about to return to her place and turned her head around.

A pair of eyes as yellow as amber and shining silently looked at Sephiroth.

Seeing Hernie turn, Sephiroth lowered her head, avoiding the collision of sights in front of her.

The voice still said calmly:

"Victor Kravenna has come in."

"Do you need me to bring him for you?"

Hearing this, Hernie slowly stretched out her hand.

Gentle fingertips landed on Saffiros's chin, gently lifting her face.

Sephiroth couldn't avoid her gaze, her green pupils meeting Hernie's.

She could feel Herney's gaze wandering over her face.

At the end, their eyes are perfectly aligned.

The corners of Hernie's mouth rose slightly, and a vague smile appeared on her face.

"No need, go rest."

Sephiroth looked a little confused, and she subconsciously wanted to refute,

"But I'm afraid you'll ......"

"We are friends, not master and servants."

Hernie's eyes were as deep as a sea of stars, full of gentle persuasion and explanation,

"You don't have to be by my side to protect me."

She let go of her palms, humming a cheerful melody that jumped through the air again, and rolled over to her desk.

Pick up the book you just had and arrange it quietly and neatly in the corner of the table.

The spine is precisely aligned with the edge of the table, and the placement is seemingly random but precise.

When this is done, her melody also stops.

Looking at the chair in front of her desk, Hernie seemed to be caught in a deep memory.

It's like going back 10 years.

"And ......"

"For him, I am willing."

……

Victor's consciousness is trapped in the Tower.

No, to be precise, it should be the Mage Tower.

The bricks and floors of the Western Perimeter are constantly changing positions, and broken rocks and wooden staircases wander through the space.

The runes that flowed nearby were like familiar melodies, guiding Victor as if he was once again in the academy of yesteryear.

By this time, Victor had formed some preliminary conjectures about the owner of the magic tower.

However, he still needs further verification.

From the outside, the magic tower has a total of seventy floors.

The inner magic tower does have seventy floors.

They are not distributed in a way that goes up one floor after the other, like a staircase.

In this illusory and hazy space, there are seventy entrances of different shapes and misplaced locations.

However, when Victor tried to magically connect with the space as he had once in the Mage Tower, and entered it.

only to find that every layer of space has been set with magic locks.

For Victor of the past, cracking these magic locks was simple.

Because at that time, he had Vega by his side.

In fact, for the current Victor, this is also very simple.

It only takes a few spells to blow up the magic lock.

The first thing about magic is that it's an anti-human existence.

Eventually, wandering through his consciousness, Victor discovered a space without a magic lock.

He knew that it was deliberately left by the other party.

It was as if it was a deliberately open portal, waiting for him to force his way in.

Victor wasn't worried about any traps there.

Even if there were, it was no threat to him.

So, his consciousness followed the only open passage and headed towards the depths of the seventy layers of space.

……

"Professor, professor?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, causing Victor to slowly open his eyes.

The haze around him gradually dissipated, and the clear reality appeared before his eyes again.

He felt unusually familiar with everything around him.

From the stacks of books around the west perimeter of the room to the delicate flower pots placed on the edge of the windowsill and desk.

The stack of books on the desk.

These are exactly the same as his former office.

And the chair he sat on, both in terms of size and height, matched perfectly with the chair in the college office.

It's as if someone specifically measured that chair and recreated it here.

As for why he thinks so.

Because Victor knew that this was not the academy's office.

Like the familiar voice ringing in your ears.

Even if it's familiar, it's not the girl from ten years ago.

The gaze followed the prestige.

The familiar girl was beside him, and the faint fragrance teased his sense of smell from time to time.

The wide robe he was wearing concealed the outline of his figure, but he still revealed his charm faintly.

"I ...... I look at you, you just fell asleep......"

"So I want to wake you up...... Right...... I'm sorry. ”

Her voice was not bold, full of the shyness of the first meeting.

Like a little sheep who is often bullied, he is so careful even to speak.

It's just that soft and glutinous words, but from time to time it stimulates the desire of others to protect.

It seemed that seeing Victor wake up, she became even more panicked, so nervous that she even stammered and pulled a piece of paper out of her clothes.

"Teach...... That's right, Professor! ”

"I really can't answer this question."

The paper was handed over by her hands and placed on the table, in front of Victor.

Not only did the magic exercise be written on the paper, but there was also a faint body fragrance on her body.

I really don't know where she hid this note in the first place.

Victor's eyes were focused on the magic exercise.

But how could he have answered such a thing without Vega?

However, just as his mind was resting on the exercise on the paper, the girl had already come closer with a fragrance.

"You said it before...... Those who fail to solve this problem will be punished. ”

She continued softly.

"So ......"

The shoulder finally touched the softness, and the fragrance seemed to have become a mischievous elf, and drilled into his ears,

It was like biting his ears and lips, making Victor feel crispy and numb.

It is like a fountain of desire that can penetrate the atrium, intoxicating his whole body.

"What do you want...... How will you punish me? ”

Almost at the same time, Victor closed his eyes.

Through his body's reaction and the display of the status bar, he confirmed his current condition.

His body has been debuffed with a layer called [Enchantment].

However, in the face of succubi, it is a good way to deal with it with your eyes closed.

It's a pity that Victor is able to close his eyes, but he can't close his physical senses.

And he closed his eyes, as if to make the other party more daring.

Her softness no longer just touched his shoulders, and a fragrance rose from below.

"Professor, why don't you open your eyes?"

Climbed up his body and fit against his chest.

With a faint temptation, it disturbed his heart for the first time.

"If you open your eyes and look at me."

"I don't believe it, your eyes are empty~"